A few weeks ago, the fabulous gals over at Dear Teen Me invited me to participate on their site. I knew what I was going to write about. I just didn't know what I'd tell myself about it. After days of reminiscing and crying, I finished my letter (significantly shortened from the first version) and sent it off.
I have to admit, I feel kind of vulnerable. Close family and friends know about this event in my life, and I have posted a poem about it on my blog in the past, but a letter to myself was much harder. This was a private conversation between me at seventeen and the present day me, and now it's public. Eek.
But that's why I write YA. The teenage years are so influential and, at times, very difficult. So many happy/sad/shocking/heartbreaking/life-changing events happen when we're teens. I have yet to meet a teen who says their life is perfect or easy. And I've yet to meet an adult who doesn't have some significant memories from that time in their life. We can all relate in one way or another.
Being a young adult is not all rainbows and butterflies. If you'd like to read about my darkest of days, you can read my letter to my teen self by clicking here.
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Oh my goodness, Karen. You're so brave to share something like that. I'm heading over now. I'm sure that opening up yourself like that will touch a lot of hearts and help someone who's hurting.
ReplyDeleteLike Jessica said, you are so brave. I'm not sure I could do that.
ReplyDeleteI just moved back to my hometown after years and years away. So, I'm rehashing some of the past and understanding why I am the way I am, if that makes any sense. I hope to one day have the courage to write such a letter and share it with others. :) You should be proud.
ReplyDeleteYour story was so powerful and it's wonderful that you were brave enough to post that. Thankyou so much for sharing.
ReplyDeleteI am heading over now. I remember your poem; it impacted me in a powerful way.
ReplyDeleteCatherine Denton
What a letter! So glad I stopped by today to experience its power. Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteI read your letter to yourself and was so very touched - and inspired to do the same to myself. It is amazing what we don't know that we think we do and as we age, what we do know but cannot share in retro'. Thank you for such a beautiful if sad - post.
ReplyDeleteWhat a touching letter and a brilliant idea. I am glad I found your blog. I am a new follower
ReplyDeleteI write YA for the same reason. And your letter...very touching.
ReplyDeletewow, is all I can say. You are an amazing person.
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